She ordered a “pink Lady” at the bar and walked to a corner table in the back. Every guy in the bar noticed her especially one gentleman standin... at the bar having a beer. This tall blond stranger eyes the lady with his intense blue eyes enjoying what he sees, enjoying it even more as he undresses her in his mind. He likes what he sees and decides to ask her to dance. As he approaches the table she looks up into the bluest eyes she had ever seen and smiles. The handsome gentleman. Toh mene usko bola ke “tu mujhe dawa de sakta hai kya”Usne bola “thik mein tujhe de dunga, tu shaam ko mil”Tab mene ek plan banaya shital ke sharir ko chune ka usse mehesus karne ka usse apni bahon me karne ka,Shaam ko jab mere dost ne mujhe wo dawa di toh mene usse apne jeb me hi rakhta tha, toh raat jab khana ho gaya, toh mene usko bola tum kitchen me bartan dho lo, dudh bohot garam me usse haal me thanda kar deta hun, aur tabhi mene uske glass me dawa mila di.Wo jab kitchen se aai usne dekha. "I haven't abandoned you." You're going to." Why do you think that?" Because I'm too young." Her face lost its stony calm and anguish crept into it. "You think I'm too young."I crossed the room and knelt in front of her. I took her hands in mine and gently kissed her. "Tammy. I don't think you're too young. I care for you. You know that."The tears started again. "But why are you taking me back?" I haven't said you are going back." We're going back. I know that." She pulled away, threw herself. Come here He tugged my arm and slowly managed to unfurl my body to is advantage and pick me up, putting me back on the bed again. This time, he laid next to me, stroking my cheek as I stayed tensed up and my eyes tightly shut, I hadnt noticed he had taken his pants off and was now in just a t shirt and boxers, almost like me. I started to cry silently, sobbing as he started to pull at my shirt, I figured it was best to obey him, all he could really do was touch me, he couldnt put it inside me,.